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You are You

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I am me. You are you. People have a nasty habit of labeling and judging others. It's an instinct that everyone has and we do it all the time, without realizing it sometimes. These labels do not define us. Those judgments do not blind us of our true self. We know deep down that we are different but some people hide that. Some people think the only way to fit in is to be someone else. Some people want to change for others. Some people think it's best to hide thief true self from those around them. But you are all special. You don't need to change who you are. You are perfect. But sometimes people don't see that. They need help. So I'm here to try to help. I'm here to help you see how wonderful you are. I want you to be confident. I want you to be you.All Rights Reserved

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HERO SYNDROME by RE_BellBooks

"They say life is fragile, and we're not all guaranteed tomorrows." My name is Phoenix, and despite my name being a bird that rises from the ashes, I can barely rise from my bed on a good day. I was born to be fearless, but I am in fact, a fearful wimpy girl who can't keep her emotions in check. I'm convinced God is a sadist. My life is okay-ish. I mean if you consider a suicide attempt, a coward father, my overbearing family, my brother's vengeful ex-girlfriend, my amazing best friend and her asshole of brother, okay. Then yes, I live a comfortable life. Or so I thought, until Jace Stone happened.

COURSE CORRECT by TracyClarkTLC

Every day, you're headed somewhere and a mistake that many people make is in NOT asking: Am I headed in a direction I really want to go? I believe you know that in some aspects of your life, you're off course and you want help getting on track. You don't have to feel lost or frustrated anymore and you don't have to navigate the path to change alone. In fact, you're not alone. I'm right here with you as your Pilot in Command and I'm so excited to take this journey with you. Course Correction began as a way to get my own life on track to where I truly wanted to go. It worked for me and I'm going to share with you exactly what I did. You're going to learn how to:  Get crystal clear about your desired destination.  Assess the areas where you are currently off-course, and then...  MAP out a plan to chart a course toward fulfilling your goals and dreams The best part, it's not a one-size-fits-all approach. This program is designed to be personalized, with the aim of helping YOU navigate toward your personal goals and your unique highest potential. Each and every one of us has a vision of our very best self and our very best life and I believe there's a reason for that. Beyond the details like what you do for a living, what professional letters or labels you put next to your name, what you create, or who you love, you are here to express the highest vision of who you are. That is your true calling. Very often, unhappiness is due to the gulf between who we are and who we most want to be. In doing this course, you narrow that gulf and feel the sense of pride and accomplishment of working toward your true happiness. The modules are designed to take you step-by-step through this program and I've included lots of fun bonuses and extras to help you. Your success is going to be greatly determined by your engagement and commitment to doing the work. But you're ready to fly, aren't you?

Thirteen Letter to God (COMPLETED) by azzraelzen

Sometimes we don't admit that we are wrong because we don't wanna be wrong.. Sometimes we change because it's either we are tired of the way we are or we realize something isn't right.. And everytime, regrets comes last, when it's already too late or when someone or something was already gone.. I didn't admit that I was wrong because I wanna be right.. I changed because I realized I was wrong all the time.. And I regretted all the things I've done when she was already gone.. I can't do anything but to say sorry. It's all what I can do, say sorry. But I am sure about one thing, she is stronger than the most of us and I admire her for that.. I wish I was as understanding as she was.. I wish I have the same faith in God.. XxxxxxX 10340 ••••••••••• PS: pls read the A/N I wanna tell you something important, I just felt a need to explain this

--Bridges-- by infinitely_isomeric

One of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the bridges that connect us, even though we might be miles apart. And so, I've written them down in the hope that there are many out there in this world who would be willing to walk these bridges leading to me-the real, raw and unhidden self I am- my heart and mind and soul. And I really want to walk over to your side and feel what you are like. You are the one to decide whether you want to build 'em or not... ----------------- Cover by me! None of the media used in this book belongs to me.

This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Nailing it! The ultimate guide for surviving this lifetime by micheladimarco1

You do not have to shrink or hide in this world. You deserve to take up space. You are enough. Who you are is enough. My story is filled with broken pieces, poor choices and ugly truths. It is also filled with peace in my soul, happiness in my heart, and a grace that saved my life. At age 40, I am finally Nailing it! And, you can Nail it, too! Turn your triggers into glimmers and take control of life. Be happy. Be amazing. Be you. Live Happy. Live Amazing. Live you!

Grace by Marvylynnn

What's the point of pretending we're alright when we aren't? We're only humans, so why can't we face our weaknesses and problems head-on instead of trying hard to appear perfect to the world around us? What exactly are we trying to prove? That we're perfect? * An actress pursuing a topnotch movie; A producer that isn't what he seems; An unintentional murder; And a God that worked behind the scenes. It took all these for Grace to realise that her name wasn't just a name- it was a lifeline. _Her_ lifeline. Grace was saved... By grace.

Locked In by MichaelaCilley

You don't believe me anyways. You don't see me throwing away my inhibitions or filling up my online shopping cart. You don't see me diving into new life goals and careers and areas of study. You don't see my cry to myself in the car when my chest sinks in and my head gets crushed in a vice. You don't feel the panic in my stomach whenever I must make human contact. And you sure don't see how hard I try. How I wake up every morning and apply my mask. My work mask- to conceal all of this. But.... It's been the same mask for many years And my mask is wearing thin. My sadness, my anger, my paranoia and grand euphoria are trying to become a part of your world too. A world where it's not welcome. A world where it's not understood, where it's frowned upon.

Primrose by donutbirdy02

Primrose Celle, she is 24, only daugter to her late parents and a mom to the cutest dog ever. She just moved into a new apartment, in a new city and planning to start college soon. Basically girl is on her level up journey and giving herself a fresh new start, lord knows she needs it. She is riding solo, in her miss independent era and is choosing her peace over everything. This move is one she has prayed for, for a very long time and she has high hopes . All she has in her mind is her goals which are: getting a new job, save money for college, visit her grandmother (who she hasn't seen in years) and possibly get a new cat. That's all she wants so that's all she is going to get right? Wrong!! In an unexpected turn of events our girl finds herself in the middle of a love story, new friends and a rollercoaster of experiences filled with joy, healing, acceptance, happiness and unconditional love. Sit tight for the ride! 💗

The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile by CarolOBrien1

The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

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HERO SYNDROME cover

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Thirteen Letter to God (COMPLETED) cover

--Bridges-- cover

This is my truth cover

Nailing it! The ultimate guide for surviving this lifetime cover

Locked In cover

The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile cover

HERO SYNDROME

"They say life is fragile, and we're not all guaranteed tomorrows." My name is Phoenix, and despite my name being a bird that rises from the ashes, I can barely rise from my bed on a good day. I was born to be fearless, but I am in fact, a fearful wimpy girl who can't keep her emotions in check. I'm convinced God is a sadist. My life is okay-ish. I mean if you consider a suicide attempt, a coward father, my overbearing family, my brother's vengeful ex-girlfriend, my amazing best friend and her asshole of brother, okay. Then yes, I live a comfortable life. Or so I thought, until Jace Stone happened.